Hey, bandit!
What are you doing here?
Oh, you know, just a routine check up.
So, tell me, when can I expect my IDs.
Oh, uh...
We put those on hold.
Huh.
Well then, you got 30K on you?
- What are you talking about? - Thirty grand?
Whatever you told me to do.
I pre-sold 200 at $150 a piece.
Two hundred times $150, you guessed it, 30K.
- Two hundred, no that's- - I need them by next week.
Yeah, but we didn't say that you should do that!
Shh-shh-shh!
See, what you said was-
Ok, ok.
you could deliver, didn't you?
Yeah, but we didn't say-
That's what we said.
Here's the situation.
I already owe the money to somebody else.
I'm a business man, and this is how you do business.
So you can either get me 200 fakes,
or give me 30K.
Weigh it out.
B?
Do not fuck me here.
Becca?
Okay. No one is fucking anyone.
Because here's the thing,
if you girls can't figure it out then... grrr!
We're gonna have a problem.
- We can't! - We can.
Yes, we can.
No problems here.
Ok. Great.
I'll be checking in.
I see you.
You guys are gonna figure it out.
You're gonna do great.
Ugh!
Zo?
You ok?
Urgh!!!
Zoe, it's not a big deal.
It's a huge deal, Becca, okay!
It's a big deal.
Urgh!!!
Argh!!!
Who is this guy that we owe money?
What can he do to us?
Okay, I don't know. He's just a weird guy.
How weird?
I don't know.
How weird, Becca?!
Stop yelling at me!
Ahhhh!!!!!
Oh, my god.
You don't even know who this guy is
and now we have to go into business with him
where we make this illegal merchandise
and for all we know
he could be robbing banks
and betting on fighting dogs and eating jellyfish and...
Breathe, breathe. It's okay.
Don't worry about that.
Okay. So, uh, Mexico is out.
Why don't we just pay him out?
Do you have 30 grand laying around?
I do not.
What if we just... don't?
Don't what?
Do it.
Oh.
Becca?
No, I don't want to mess with Tryst.
What does that mean?
Cross that one out, okay?
Okay, yeah. Right.
We can do this.
It's just one job. It's 200 IDs
and I never shop at the mall again.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah, this is all evidence.
What?
This... board thing. Paper trail.
Okay, we're still good to meet
at the computer lab at 4:00PM?
Yep.
I need you to actually be on time.
I said okay, Mom.
Oh my god, hide me.
What, why?
Yo, Becca.
Hey.
See? He doesn't even remember you.
Just calm down and don't think about this during class.
- Okay? - Okay.
In "A Midsummer Nights Dream", Shakespeare spent...
looking at relationships between reality and imagination.
Perhaps you can look at imagination as...
- Zoe? - Huh? What? Present.
First and final warning.
Thank you.
Perhaps we can look at imagination
and sub in the word fear.
So much so, that Theseus, towards the end of the play,
as he's working it out for himself...
I'm just saying, I think that he seems like a very polite guy
who would like genuinely as you about your day
and what you had for breakfast.
Timothee Chalamet?
You have the weirdest romantic fantasies.
The Rock?
Uh? Muscles?
- He's so old. - Whatever.
This is taking forever.
Yeah, well they are public school printers.
If I paid taxes, I'd be offended.
Are we, like, half way done?
We have not done one.
Ugh!
I kind of want Pho tonight.
Well, this would all go by a lot faster if you,
oh, I don't know, hoped onto a computer and helped out.
You know I work better on a full tummy.
Hey, chess team.
Does anyone need a queen?
You okay, Z? You seem quiet.
Yeah, I just had a long day at school.
Yeah?
How was it?
You got home so late today.
You queen of the nerds yet?
Well at least I set the table and I reheated dinner.
I just thought that you were gonna help out more this time.
I've seen Dad.
He's good.
Like, better.
He looks... I mean, he looks good.
And he's been sober for a while now.
Mom, it's almost 8:00PM.
Oh, right, yes, okay.
Um...
No, no, no. Don't worry. I'll clean it.
Thanks.
Don't talk about Dad in front of Mom.
She doesn't like it, can you not tell?
Whatever.
So what, have you just officially moved back home now, or..
No, I'm not.
J, I can't keep covering for you.
Jesus. What are you talking about?
Stop taking Mom's emergency stash.
It was an emergency, okay?
It's what it's for.
I wasn't done with that.
Well, you are now. It's our leftovers.
Fuck.
Okay. Uh, right.
Bye, honey.
Thank you, for everything you do.
Of course, thanks Mom.
- Bye, Mom. - Bye.
Later, girl scout.
Oh, fuck!
Yo, Z! Is this yours?
Is what mine?
This. Yours?
No.
Hm.
I'm taking it.
Yeah, whatever.
Ah!
Oh, fuck.
This is so dumb.
We can't discuss illegal activity on school property.
What are those?!
What the shit!
It looks sus' if we're just standing in the smoke pit
and neither of us were smoking.
Oh...
Okay. Yeah, that's actually pretty smart.
You said you have a plan?
School lab is way too slow.
So, EcoTank printers. We buy five.
They're the best grade consumer-
Fuck!
Okay, okay, okay, okay!
Just breathe.
Alright. After school we go to a print shop.
I buy the printers,
we have four or five running and we keep on keeping on.
Y'all good?
Oh, my god!
What are you doing here?
Hey, I was just checking in. Non-dominant index finger.
What?
Best finger to lose.
If someone's cutting off one of your fingers,
and wants you to chose, you pick that one.
I know it's a little crazy
because most people would pick pinkie,
but apparently you use your pinkie
for way more shit everyday.
Shouldn't you be going?
Study hard.
Becca, Becca, what the fuck?!
- Hey, Z. - Huh?! What?
Oh, sorry.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm fine, yes.
Did you do it?
Um, sorry, what?
Did you do the syntax section last night?
Uh, no. Um, I, I didn't. I'm so sorry.
That's okay. I can just do it tonight.
No, but I, it's fine. It's my responsibility.
Um, and you have practice tonight, so.
Uh, yeah, I do.
You still good to give me a ride?
Uh-huh, yeah.
Zoe. Z breathe.
Um, sorry, I am just really stressed out right now.
It's okay. Do you want to talk about your day?
What did you have for breakfast?
Breathe.
You okay?
Thanks, Sally.
No prob, okay?
These group projects are my favourite.
Want one, babe?
No thanks. I can't eat before practice.
Doesn't make any sense. You need fuel.
Well, it makes me burp.
Gross.
Where'd you get those?
I checked your back seat pocket for snacks.
You what?
I spend a lot of time back here, Zo.
On the floor?
Sometimes.
There is just so much wrong there.
Zoe, let's get boba after we drop this guy off.
- This guy? - There's no time.
There's always time for a boba.
How was your day?
- Boring as hell. - Lunch was-
Oh, oh, sorry. No, B, you go.
You still coming tomorrow? Right, babe?
Mmmhmm.
It's kind of a big deal.
- I said I'll be there. Okay? - Okay.
Will your parents be home after?
Uh, no. They're going out for dinner.
Great.
Can you hold this?
Dude.
No, that's my bubble tea! Wha!
Oh my...
Your total is... $1,040.62. And how'd you like to pay?
- No, no, no... - Tap is not working.
I know, I know, okay. It was a reflex.
Jesus.
Don't be all squirrelly.
Huh. It said your card is declined.
That's not possible.
Definitely declined.
I must have gone over my limit.
This was your idea.
You could always use the print center.
It's self-serve.
Okay, fake IDs 202.
Today's lesson, the mini hologram.
We fucking hate the mini hologram.
Blacklight ink. Thank you, Aliexpress.
A hologram is just a parallax of two images.
They're slightly askew so it tricks your brain
into thinking that it's 3D.
Print one layer in white blacklight ink,
the other in black.
Together, they're two halves of one image.
It's not perfect, but it's not bad.
Would it fool the DMV? Probably not.
An overworked bouncer with a flashlight... probably.
- Done. - Me too.
Use the blacklight ink for the hologram,
regular ink for everything else and then switch out.
This is all in theory, of course.
I mean, I would never do anything illegal.
Uh... what was that?
I don't know.
Shut up, shut up, shut up.
Becca?
Die, die die!!!
Hi, again. You girls need a hand?
What are you trying to print?
Oh!
- Nothing, just, uh, photos. - Mmmhmm.
It shouldn't make that noise.
It's not.
I'm new, actually.
Let me call a manager over.
Oh.
Hey, Geoff?
Oh, no.
No, Geoff, we don't need...
What's the problem?
I have never seen a tray like this before.
Hi, Geoff. We are fine.
What's with these trays?
Sam?
Is this the same Geoff you were saying was a total dick?
What? I never said that.
No, no, no.
He didn't not, not say that.
Sam? A moment?
You probably got that guy fired.
So, look at place?
There is so much more potential.
Oh, my god, B.
Trust me, I did him a favour. We gotta go.
Hey, do they look okay? Is the ink smudged?
Did we lose any, B?!
Fuck, what?!
I was counting! They look fine!
I just need to make sure we didn't leave any behind!
Oh? Did, did we?
I don't know, let me count!
Okay, we're good. We have 28 cards.
Okay, okay.
Well, print centre is out.
Yeah.
That sucked.
Yeah.
Just have to figure something out.
Hey.
Hey, look at me. Look at me.
Yeah?
It'll be alright. Okay, we'll get there.
Yeah.
I gotta get home.
Uh, you just got here.
- Other stuff going on. - Okay.
Wait...
It is cold.
It's really not.
Just shut up. Don't fuss.
- Thank you. - Cool.
- Okay, bye. - Bye. Love you.
Love you.
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no!!!!
Rebecca. Where the hell are you?
I've called you like literally 13 times.
The dimensions on all the IDs we printed are wrong, okay?
We are fucked!
We are like one minute to midnight,
nuclear fucked, okay?
Call me back. It's Zoe. At 9:02AM.
Shit, girl.
Where is Ken?
Ken? Yeah nah, he wouldn't want to bang you anyway.
Woah!
I'm not looking for Ken, I'm looking for Rebecca.
Ken has idiot math with Rebecca so where the hell is Rebecca?!
Woah.
That was badass.
Just hook smashed that guy.
We gotta put a bell on her.
B? I'm at Clem's thing right now, okay?
I brought your stupid sign.
We have like 80 hours left, okay?
I don't know what the fuck you're doing
but we really need to fix this, okay?
I have to go now. It's Zoe, by the way.
Okay, it's like around... 6:16PM.
Woo! Go Clem!
- Hey. - Hey.
Oh, yeah, woo, go Clem!
I mean, you're not like my Clem. Like, I didn't, uh...
- Yeah. - Rebecca made this.
I figured.
She texted she was sending a message.
You okay?
Hm? Yeah. Yeah. I don't know.
Today was just kind of important to me and...
Thanks for coming, Z.
You're a good friend.
I gotta go find my parents.
Okay. Okay
Oh my god, you came!
Come on!
Lets take a picture for my parents.
Uh, okay. Where are they?
They're not here. Smile!
Now, I am actually worried, B.
If you are dead, I swear I am going to be so pissed.
It's physically impossible for two people
to get these IDs done.
No, I decided.
I'm just going to go to Spokane.
I'm gonna pack my bags tonight.
I'm gonna get in the car.
Why are we screaming?
Oh. Yeah, about that. Okay, I can explain.